You know the story, you plot a few points on a graph, so what is left for the future? You just extrapolate.
Up until my 20’s my sexual history in terms of numbers of partners was very low, single digits, then I moved to a place and a country that was party central, and the numbers went up by five or more a week, week in, week out.
Generally speaking I had a partner count so much higher than most other guys I met I simply didn’t talk about it, if you had been there you had no issue with the numbers, if you hadn’t you just wouldn’t buy it.
Hey, I am an outlier.
No?
Well, compared to the YOUTH of today, and I am talking guys 18 and down, no… I was a fucking role model.
Last weekend I met some lads at the pub by the river, which I mentioned here… since then I have spent some more time with them, it has been a fucking eye opener.
These cats are all the result of broken homes, raised, as it were, by skank ho mommies, and so daddies and us men generally have no fucking clue what these young cats are actually like, and I mean that in the most literal sense, no fucking clue… but the skank ho mommies / wimminz do, oh yes, and the penny that is dropping for me is THIS is why these wimminz are getting so angtsy.
These cats don’t have the very high partner counts that I had, thanks to wide-body jets landing every few minutes bringing new skank and removing the old, but the smaller pool of skank ho cunt that they work in gets passed around in cycles, so little johnny smith may slip a length to little julie jones on the 1st of May, on the 18th of May, on the 6th June, etc…
Meanwhile little julie jones is getting cock every night, sometimes several, and little johnny smith is getting cunt every night, sometimes several.
Little julie jones (not her real name) looks at me and says “how old are you, because I don’t do men older than 50, I got standards”, I laugh my fucking ass off and say “so have I babe, so have I, hey johnny, come here, I’ll show you how to set the ignition timing on your bike properly”
Little julie jones shrugs and goes off with some other cat to get pumped.
Little johnny jones and his mates and I shoot the shit, I can tell them all sorts of great stuff they don’t know, and explain all sorts of great stuff they don’t know, and teach them all sorts of great stuff they don’t know, but when it comes to the wimminz, I can’t teach these young bastards a damn thing, they have it down so well I look at them and how they treat the wimminz and I have to admit, I think to myself “Man, that is some HARSH shit…”
So FRA’s, yeah, they know all about that shit, in fact they know so much they have a SELECTION of stories, so they shove a guy called steve over (all these names have been changed to protect the guilty) and say “Ask uncle steve” and start pissing themselves laughing.
And so it transpires that after steve’s mum temporarily kicks him out for some outrage he committed at home, he ends up crashing at his mate johnny jones’s place, and you know all their skank ho mommies are sluts and they know it too, to a degree and level that will shock the living shit out of us older men.
So basically steve ends up shagging Johnny’s mum in all her holes, and that is cool until the next day some of the boys come around and johnny’s mum is there, and so is her current fuckbuddy / boyfriend, and someone starts joking loudly that now johnny should start calling steve “Uncle steve” and treating him with respect, at which point the SHTF… cue allegations of FRA.
As an aside johnny lives almost opposite my own psycho skank ho ex, and he knows all about the FRA, don’t worry man, we’ll make sure your boys are cool.
Bottom line on this story is johnny’s mum has now joined the ranks of wimminz who played the FRA card, and NONE of these little fuckers is ever gonna let her forget it, what’s more to the point these cats take it as their civic duty to point out to all men who come into sexual contact with these wimminz that they have played the FRA card, and as a result all these wimminz can get are the dregs, and I mean the dregs.
So how did steve beat the FRA rap, well steve recorded himself fucking johnny’s mum with his smartphone, ALL these cats do this all the fucking time. Me preaching to the choir or what… lol
How come your mum doesn’t just kick your ass out? I ask johnny.
He just grins at me, “Childline man, my little brother wayne has jackie (these cats refer to their mums by the christian names, never mum) playing with herself and drinking and threatening him on his phone, he’ll just call childline on the bitch“.
What about those cats that don’t have a little brother I ask him, hell he says, we all got neighbours.
I’m laughing my fucking ass off, and say “Monkey see, monkey do” which I then have to explain to them.
and so it seems that if you demonise all men everywhere, and you do it for long enough that you raise young men into a world where all men are demonised, well, they will just shrug and say “Fuck this shit, I’m gonna fail anyway, may as well be a fucking asshole and have fun”
and so them wimminz get the world that they have been playing as an ace card to beat men down, only for real this time.
If there is NOT an economic collapse and reset, I’m guessing we are 5 years away from the point where these feral young men, age 18 or so and in their prime, will actually start beating down on and actually raping each others mothers, you can FEEL the fucking feral nature just below the surface, the cops never turn up with less than 8 now, even for a DV call or a party drunk.
Me, as a deadbeat dad and FRA victim, I can sit with these cats, and their slits, and relax, because the one group of society that they have NO axe to grind with is us deadbeat dads and FRA victims, I have NOTHING to fear from these cats, and the wimminz who raised them have EVERYTHING to fear, and they know it.
Careful what you wish for wimminz, it may come to pass, it may already have…
